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Faithless Lyrics

Album: Sunday 8 PM

Killer's Lullaby Lyrics

I'm sittin' at a coffee table, unable to see straight

 Watchin' parallel lines unwind and undulate

 Behind the rain-streaked windowpane, the scene's bleak

 Another train leavin' home,

 conceding defeat with a low moan

 Hangin' in A sky, made of stone

 Everybody's leavin' home, I called my man Jerome

 To come meet me in the twilight zone

 Leave your mobile phone at home and come alone

 I bought him coffee and a snack,

 settled back, started speakin'

 He was tweakin' with the peak of his cap

 While I'm seekin' to discover what it takes to stay sober

 Not cover my mistakes,

 try to maybe make sense of the evidence

 It's over, she's gone for good

 Why should I lie, singin' a killer's lullaby 

 Identified by the dying ring of her goodbye

 The last thing you hear before your life disappear

 

 Now it just gets worse, like my stomach 'll burst,

 feel like I've been cursed.

 With seven centuries of bitter memories

 And inadequacies, previous he's and she's

 I'm movin' round this old house for the last time

 Scene of my past crimes, been here for lifetimes

 Hearin' the chimes of the old clock that used to mock

 You got eternity for takin' stock,

 this place is like a padlock

 You look shocked.

 Trust me, nothing ever moves but the dust,

 There's just us and I'm here to torment and tease

 And that's how it was for centuries

 Me and my memories, till you brought the keys

 Took the couple of Saturdays

 I moved in runnin' from tragedies and boozing

 Seven hundred years since I came here

 You appear, same hair, same quizzical stare

 I couldn't get near,

 And the sheer frustration was more than I could bear

 I was really cursed, thought I'd been through the worst part

 That was just the first part, just the start

 Every night I'd be sitting with dread, breaking my heart

 In case the man she'd been chasin' gets to first base

 And I just can't escape, I'm in bad shape

 You making love to someone else is more than I can take

 And so I make all the movement I can to no avail

 Scream and yell, sinkin' deeper into my personal hell

 

 I'm getting heated, I'm sorry, have another coffee

 I needed to release my sparrow chest from just a piece of this pressure

 Unless an escape route is found,

 I'm going down underground

 Into lifetimes of pain, it's absurd

 The heaviest chain is contained is the sound of one word

 So I'm referred back to hell, huh

 Just as well, I hate needles an' get twinges at the thought

 of syringes

 

 J (as in Jerome), I'm going insane with shame

 I dream and watch her makin' love over and over again

 With what I call a farmer's swain

 Unintelligent, pea-brained retard who's dick is always hard

 Oh God, of course I'm jealous, fellows,

 oversexed flexing his pec's

 Jesus, what's he going make her do next?

 I'm mad vex, the way she gently scratches his chest

 You used to do that to me back in 1253

 Pity me, while you lie with your lover

 I stare and suffer in despair while you ruffle his hair

 Unaware of who else is there

 I move quick, I want to try my trick one last time

 You know it's possible to vaguely define my outline

 When dust move in the sunshine

 So I'm tryin' to change, vibrate myself to near-human pitch

 Which reminds me how I used to come unstitched

 And switch 'round the house in a blind rage

 It took years and an ocean of tears to find the key to this

 cage

 And write another stage into a new age,

 it's difficult to gauge

 But I know that I'll see you again, on that you may depend

 I just don't know how or when

 Sleep on, my lost love on gone

 

 Jerome took me home under steel skies

 Knowing I'm prone to dramatize but unknown for telling lies

 And what I verbalize he can see behind my eyes

 The why oh why's that identify killer lullabies

 And he surmised

 No surprise couldn't hear that

 Closed my eyes as he steered that old black BM home again

 Not knowing how and not knowing when.
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